Chapter 1605： magnifier

"Boom!" Just as the gunfire sounded, a spaceship soared into the sky on the distant horizon.

The huge light accompanied by the dazzling floating magic circle makes the target look very conspicuous.

Unfortunately, because of the dual blessing of the floating magic circle and the propeller, this spacecraft has a very fast ascent speed, and almost no aircraft can catch up with this speed.

Several masters of the Heavenly Sword God Sect who flew with swords wanted to approach, and they were greeted by anti-aircraft missiles rising into the sky.

After these swordsmen have processed the missiles that attacked them, they can only look at the huge target that has climbed to an altitude of 10,000 meters and sigh.

"It's over..." The rebel commander who fell on the ground looked at the long, rising trail, and murmured desperately.

Sure enough, just as the spaceship was going away, a light fell from the sky! The moment the beam touched the ground, everything around seemed to start to boil.

The whole land was shaking, the whole valley was shaking, the forest began to burn, the sky began to change color, and the surrounding mountain peaks began to roll like waves...

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"Let me tell you a story." Ailan Sirius, the palace, in one of the most ordinary halls, there are countless stars painted on the dome of several stories high. Under this dome, Emperor Chris of the Empire looked at his son with a smile.

The eldest son of the empire, with sharp ears and handsome appearance that makes people jealous. The eldest son of the emperor, who is equally talented in magic, is standing next to his father. He has played with the Royal Fleet and has just returned from the front.

"Hmm." Although the child is immature, but already very sensible. He raised his head and looked at his father, his eyes full of worship.

Such a huge empire was created by his father. At this point, the Ailan Hill family can never be surpassed.

Therefore, whenever he mentions his father, the eldest son of the emperor always worships. He is full of trust in his father and has reached the goal of blindness.

Chris held the child's fleet accompanying diary in his hand, rubbing his fingers on the cover of the note: "Once upon a time, there was an ant who was carrying food and working hard."

This notebook is a cover made of animal skins. Intricate patterns are cast on the leather with craftsmanship. The vines are the totems of the elves, and the eagle emblem in the middle is the symbol of the Ailan Hill Empire.

Of course, the entire notebook is red. This is the royal color of the Ailan Hill Empire. Only members of the royal family can write in such a notebook.

Hearing Chris started to tell the story, His Royal Highness nodded seriously and responded: "Yeah."

Chris’s finger slides along the pattern of the vine, resting on each leaf. This is his homework for his son to record the battlefield situation, and he has just read some of it, and the content inside makes him very satisfied.

The handwriting is quite neat. Frankly speaking, Chris can't write such good handwriting. This benefited from a good education. Both the elves and other teachers in the court believed that the successors of the empire should be perfect in every detail.

The beautiful fonts are round and natural, as if they are line by line of art, which makes Chris very satisfied.

The content recorded in these words is also very good, which proves that His Royal Highness has experienced the cruelty of war on the front line and felt the hardship and bravery of the grassroots officers and soldiers.

It can be seen that in order to complete this homework, the child really experienced the life of grassroots officers and soldiers. In the question and answer just now, he clearly stated the skills and details that most warship positions need to master.

You must know that this is not easy. A child under ten years old can learn so many things, which proves that he is very talented in learning.

Because he was very satisfied with this assignment, Chris stopped working with interest and came here with his son.

Just listen to Chris continue to preach: "Suddenly, a light shone on him. The light was like a god’s guidance, making everything around him radiant."

With a smile on his eyes, he changed his tone and learned the voice of an ant: "Ah, I won't be chosen by God, am I? Am I the chosen son of heaven? Will I be the most powerful ant, Will he become the king of ants?"

"What then?" The curious prince asked, staring at his father. He rarely talked to his father for so long, because he knew that his father was very, very busy.

Since he was sensible, he watched his father holding a newspaper or tablet computer at the dining table, and did not forget to read the financial statements when he was playing with him on the planet on vacation.

"Then? Then a child with a magnifying glass shouted to his companion: ‘Look, look...I'm burnt! I'm burned!'” Chris smiled and told the end of the story.

The prince smiled, thinking that this story is not so funny: "Ha...haha...this joke is so cold."

"Is it cold? A high-level civilization is so cold and cruel when it destroys a low-level life." Chris looked at the sky outside the window, not knowing what he was thinking.

The prince blinked and asked his father: "Are we a higher civilization?"

"In some ways, it's not." Chris shook his head, and didn't take his gaze back.

So, the prince was very worried and continued to ask: "Then will we be scorched with a magnifying glass?"

Chris finally retracted his gaze, touched the top of his son's head, and said solemnly: "We are working hard, struggling, and recklessly growing our ethnic group, and doing our best to be strong... One day, we don’t need to be as embarrassed and desperate as ants face a magnifying glass."

"Did we succeed?" the prince asked curiously again.

"Not yet, kid, not yet!" Chris shook his head: "The most desperate thing about this thing is...We never know how it develops, and we can guarantee that we are not an ant in the eyes of others."

He paused for a while, and then continued: "So... we can only keep walking forward, running, flying, jumping... Use our strength to develop, and then take advantage of others. When they came to us with a magnifying glass, they smashed their magnifying glass..."

"I understand a little bit, Father." The eldest son of the emperor was thoughtful, then looked at his father and said.

"Say far...actually, we are the kid roasting ants with a magnifying glass now." Chris smiled and showed off to his son: "However, we always have to grow up and become stronger. !"——

There will be another update in a while. I am afraid that I will post it too late, so I will send it out to everyone first.